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Lyrics for 'From Hunger' by 'Todd Rundgren'
It's Never Your Fault, Sweet Mother
That I Was Raised In The Days
Of The House-husband Craze
But The Taste Of Your Loving Udder
Was Replaced By Another
Dried Cow Puss And Rubber
And Now A Hunger Still Thrives
A Hunger That I've Never Satisfied
I'm Fumbling Through Life
From Hunger
I Writhe For Someone
With A Place I Can Hide My Eyes
I'm Searching For A Mighty Heart
Housed With A Mighty Crest
And From This Base Of Operation
I Would Pacify The Nation
But Then Who Would Rely
On A Boob Such As I
I'll Be Anyone's Twit
For A Mouthful Of Tittie
And Still That Hunger Will Thrive
A Hunger That I've Never Satisfied
I'm Fumbling Through Life
From Hunger
I Writhe For Someone
With A Place I Can Hide My Eyes
And I've Got Big Eyes
For Someone
With A Place I Can Hide These Eyes
And That Ain't All
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